After the last tea was fed, accompanied by Kukai, we walked to the depths of the tea dock and stopped at the foot of the woodwood tree. Smelling the sweet fragrance, I stepped forward and hugged the trunk of the tree, and made a gesture, and together with Lang Jun and Kukai, I had to surround it. The surrounding tea trees grow next to it, covering it in shade and enjoying the coolness, which is very pleasant.

I suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Master, the last tea I just ordered, where can I get the source?" ”

Kukai chanted the Buddha, "The tea art of the tea donor is not limited to cooking and drinking, but gathers in the soul and understands the nature of tea." ”

Shang Lang endured it dumbly for a long time, listened to their heart-to-heart answers, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and said: "This is a bad word, my family Ming'er is smart in everything, and her sincerity is immortal!" ”

I skipped him directly and walked towards Kukai, "Your last tea is fragrant and green and fresh, and the tea soup you order is not sluggish, and it is smooth like a fat intestine that has slipped through!" ”

Seeing that I put the end tea and fat intestines together, Kukai supported his forehead, Shang Lang laughed, and the dumb patience and vinegar of the right talent disappeared.

I still said to myself: "Since ancient times, which is not [cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle and for fun], elegant and vulgar appreciation!" ”

Kukai was speechless and motioned for me to continue.

I raised my left hand, pressed the tiger's mouth against my chin, and grabbed the eagle's beak of my left hand with the five fingers of my right hand, like a little adult, "According to me, it must be a steaming method to get this taste." ”

Kukai took the dripping mulberry with one hand, "Then how do you guess that it is the fragrance of tea under the mulberry?" ”

I raised the corners of my mouth, manipulated the orchid fingers in a cluster of tea trees, and lifted a leaf little by little, "The buds and leaves that grow in the shade are soft and fresh in texture, not as thick and hard as those exposed to the sun." ”

Shang Lang looked like he was honored, and the corners of his eyes were outlined.

Kukai smiled and twisted the aromatic stamens of his fingertips, scattering them in the wind among the tea trees and in the pile of rotten stones. Then he said: "The city of the Ming donor is ......"

I hurriedly waved my hand, "Don't be in a hurry to praise me first, if you can grind the powder that doesn't take off your makeup on your face, it must be a special small stone mill." ”

Kukai Xindao, this otherworldly soul has some Taoism, if it can really help the tea Taoist art, it will not be in vain! Fu smiled again, "The last tea I ordered today will be half of you." ”

I nodded decisively, "Master Gaoyi!" ”

Shang Lang looked at me with a sneering expression, just like the children he took out always want to eat and drink with relatives and friends, cold and lose face!

I didn't realize it, not only did I accept the last tea, but I also pulled Lang Jun and Kukai back to see his homemade stone mill.

It turned out that there was also a Xuan Pavilion built in the tea dock, the texture is unyielding, straight but not sparse, according to Kukai, this is made of iron shirts.

He walked and asked me to follow Lang Jun, first opened the tea room, then the roasted tea room, then the tea room, and finally went upstairs to the tea storage pavilion. This stone mill is used in the roasting tea room. In the end, it is a private custom, the size is less than one-fifth of the tofu workshop, in order to facilitate slow work, the grinding heart is higher than the outer edge of the grinder, although the handle of the grinding is made of iron, a copper coin is coming, its hole can be plugged with this handle!

I looked greedily into Shang Lang's eyes, he shook his head, and snorted, "Let Master Wuxi Shangxi City Ward Master Shi make one for you!" ”

I raised my head, "Virtuous Langjun! ”

Kukai saw that I was happy to have two pear vortices, and his heart rippled slightly. It wasn't until we got out of the mountain gate and the carriage drifted away that it calmed down, leaving an empty back when we turned around.